in rural derbyshire we are not exactly surrounded by immigrants here.
our kick arse doctor is indian, and our wonderful dentist is irish.
and of course we also have the carwashers at tescos. but that is about it.

i have a story to tell you all...a few years ago the doorbell buzzed.
i opened it and got a card pushed towards me, this card said hello, i am polish and cannot speak english, i have to admit that was as far as i got. he was selling the most wonderful drawings door to door.   at first my reaction was to buy one, but thinking about it, decided that if we did, he might be round every day, so said no.

he left. no hassle, no drama.

but as we turned to come back upstairs( we live in bed) it occurred to us that maybe we should tell the authorities that he was doing door to door, in case something happened to an elderly person.

we didn't in the end, but the fact we thought of it in the first place worries me.

would we have thought that if it was an english person going door to door?......the answer.. i think we wouldn't and i am ashamed to say it.
unless of course the person looked very dodgy.

so there is my confession.

take care all

jade x x x x x